A Lan, with water spirit root, is on the second level of physical training. He has no sect and no sect. He is so poor that he begs at the gate of the sword pavilion.
He fell in love with the cabinet guard on the seventh floor. That woman never came down from the mountain for ten thousand years and never spoke. A Lan decided to challenge her ten thousand times first, bringing a jar of wine each time.
Three hundred years later, he climbed to the seventh floor. The person she was waiting for came back - not him.
Alan didn't leave. He began to climb again, layer by layer, not for her, but for himself.
Later, he entered the Wandao Sect, practiced Bagua, survived the Tao tribulation, awakened the Tao body, and condensed the Tao ring. Dao is in charge, Wu is in charge, and the two are in charge. The foundation is established in three months, and the waiting period is half a year.
Everyone said he was extremely talented. Only he himself knows——
It all started with a jade pendant.
That jade pendant is still hanging on his chest.
Don't blame me for cheating and not leading you, it's just that you can't keep up.
Reader comments
The novel is very interesting and the writing is delicate
The novel is very interesting and the writing is delicate